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Chapter 4 by TheShyGuy TheShyGuy

Any last Guilt?

None at all

Fiddling with my belt since I left my right hand on the heavenly soft melon, I watched how my equally small cock sprang into sight.

Bella seemed amused, yet simultaneously disappointed. However I didn't care.

My non-virginity was in grasp. A step I needed to fulfill to become a man.

And perhaps heal my illness.

With my cock free, I began to pull Bella's pants down until her fine ass and slightly hairy pussy popped into air.

My lips made contact with her smooth butt and she shrieked into Tim's mouth as he was sloppily and violently tongue-fucking her.

"Yeah bitch. It's about to happen."

In retrospect I should have never called her bitch. I loved her. But I was angry. I was frustrated. I do not even really know why I lashed out at her.

Probably because I am and was a despicable human.

With the goal in sight and the worries in flight, I lined up my cock with her pussy, missing it actually and just pushing it into her cherry blossom asshole which was easier than I thought since I always believed the ass would be tighter.

Pushing in and out without complaint even though Bella was sobbing, only interrupted by Tim's encouraging words and passionate kisses, I panted and slobbered like a rabid, stray dog.

But just like everyone else's first time, mine was short-lived, resulting in a tiny cumshot into Bella's adorable asshole.

Panicking for a moment since she felt something hot inside her and was off the pill, Bella spun around and screamed: "Are you insane?! You could get me pregnant you moron!"

But her rage subsided as she added hatefully: "Nevermind, it was my ass. Besides such an impotent load could never get the job done." That jab hurt.

With my pride spiraling up and down at the same time, I pulled my pants up, small stains forming on my underpants, and just began to run home.

Not looking back and idiotically not even saying anything, I wasted seven more hours of pleasure and just left.

Don't ask me why, but I was just feeling … strange.

Not sure whether I was dreaming, I ran to my favorite place: home, never glancing back as I furiously masturbated myself to sleep for two more times instead of clotting Bella's hair or filling her mouth.

The next Day ...

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